Chapter 8: Finally Left Four
"Yan Yimu, what on earth happened?" I struggled to get up.
"Lie down first. This is a hospital. Don't get excited. I will explain it to you slowly. Xuanqing, Hemu, can you two go out for a while?" Yan Yimu held my hand and turned to look at Xuanqing who was still crying.
"Xuanqing, Hemu, you go out first. Xuanqing, I'm fine, I'm okay. My mind is a mess right now, so let us talk for a while." I said, looking at Xuanqing.
Hemu took Xuanqing out of the ward. I looked at Yan Yimu and had countless questions to ask, but suddenly I didn't know how to start. Only my tears flowed down. Finally, I returned to the real world. I was overwhelmed with emotions!
"Xiao Wu, don't cry, I know you tried your best. On the rooftop, Xinxin's energy was exhausted and she became transparent. Then I felt like the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing, and then I fainted. When I woke up, I found that we were in the city library. I saw that you and Yuan Yichen were dying, so I immediately asked someone to call the hospital. I fainted again on the way and only woke up just now. I didn't come to accompany you right away because I went to find the police. Yuan Yichen stole Menghun, such a big thing, I had to give them an explanation. Fortunately, the time in the comics is very different from the real world . We have been in there for so long, but only half a day has passed in the real world." Yan Yimu touched my head and helped me wipe the tears from my face.
"Xinxin, Xinxin sacrificed herself in the end... I can't fulfill what I promised to Yuan Yichen and Xinxin. Is Yuan Yichen awake?" I asked, holding Yan Yimu's hand.
"He's still in the intensive care unit, and the doctor said his condition is serious." Yan Yimu lowered his head. "I really feel like I've been in another world, and I'm reborn. Xiao Wu, I'm sorry."
"I want to go see Yuan Yichen and Meng Hun. I want Meng Hun to stay with me for a while. Is that okay?" I held Meng Hun in my right hand.
"I will help you apply. Do you really want to see Yuan Yichen? I'll take you there." Yan Yimu picked me up, put me in the wheelchair, and pushed me to see Yuan Yichen.
"Wow, Xiaowu, where are you going? What's going on?!" As soon as Xuan Qing saw us come out, she surrounded us and kept asking questions.
"Xuan Qing, I will tell you later. This matter is too bizarre . I don't know how to explain it yet. I need to go see Yuan Yichen first." I patted the back of Xuan Qing's hand, then blinked at He Mu: "He Mu, you have to behave well."
Hemu's face instantly turned red, and he shyly held Xuanqing's other hand. Xuanqing blushed and glared at him, but did not break free. I always felt that Hemu liked Xuanqing, and Xuanqing also liked Hemu. Seeing them together, I felt very happy.
"It's great that you cherish the people around you." I said enviously.
"You also need to know this." Yan Yimu squatted down and held my hand, his voice as gentle as the spring breeze.
Xuan Qing immediately looked at me and Yan Yimu with shining eyes. I smiled and asked Yan Yimu to push me away quickly.
In the intensive care unit, Yuan Yichen lay on the bed with a pale face, like a wounded prince. He was so quiet and sad, did he know that Xinxin had stayed in that world forever?
"Did the doctor say when he would wake up?" I felt heartbroken seeing him like this.
"No, the doctor said he might never wake up." Yan Yimu frowned, his expression heavy.
No matter we are enemies or friends, we have all experienced life and death. Seeing each other again at this moment, I am really excited. I held Yuan Yichen's cold hand and couldn't help but apologize.
"I'm sorry, I didn't bring Xinxin back. I'm sorry, Yuan Yichen." I felt sad when I thought of Xinxin. I didn't know if Yuan Yichen knew about Xinxin's situation at this moment.
"You've tried your best, don't blame yourself anymore." Yan Yimu patted my shoulder.
"Well, we are back, that's enough." I nodded and looked at Yan Yimu, trying not to let the tears fall.
There was nothing serious wrong with my body, so I went home after a few days of recuperation in the hospital. Yuan Yichen never woke up.
On the day I was discharged from the hospital, Xuanqing and Hemu insisted on inviting me to eat hotpot. As soon as I sat down, I saw Xuanqing's sly smile.
"Don't look at me like that. I always feel like you have some conspiracy." I unpacked the chopsticks and frowned.
"Haha, what a surprise!" Xuan Qing suddenly laughed at my back.
"Yan Yimu!" When I turned around, I saw Yan Yimu holding flowers. He stood awkwardly behind me and handed the flowers to me.
"This is for you." Yan Yimu's expression was a little awkward. He put the flowers next to my hand, then sat next to me, frowned at Xuan Qing and said, "I feel like I'm not really suitable for this kind of thing."
"Haha, the first time is unfamiliar, the second time is familiar. It will be better next time." Xuan Qing smiled very happily.
"You guys." I looked at the flowers helplessly and chose to bury my head in my food.
Yan Yimu told Xuan Qing and He Mu about our experiences during this period. I listened to his voice, recalled the world in the comics, and tears fell unconsciously again.
Xuan Qing was also moved to tears, sobbing and saying: "I should hate Xinxin and Yuan Yichen, but when I heard this, I felt so sad. Xiaowu, can you continue to draw that comic and revive Xinxin?"
"Ahem, of course it's impossible, the comic book has become blank." My throat was choked by the chili pepper and I started coughing desperately. I took out the old comic book and it was as clean as new, with no trace of any drawing on it.
"It's amazing, so..." Xuan Qing looked at the comic book from left to right, and handed it to me after making sure there was nothing.
"Alas, Xinxin's world has disappeared forever. The three of us were able to get out thanks to Xinxin, otherwise I would not have been able to hold on. I hope Yuan Yichen can get better soon, because what Xinxin most wants to see is that he is healthy and safe." I said with emotion.
"It's pitiful, but if he wakes up, he needs to take responsibility. If it weren't for him, there wouldn't be so many things." Yan Yimu frowned, but still very rational, "I have informed his parents, they are very regretful, I hope everyone can remember this lesson."
"That's enough. Stop lecturing me and have a good meal." I immediately gestured to Yan Yimu to shut up. "I always feel that there will be a follow-up to this matter."
"Menghun, when do you plan to return it to the museum?" Yan Yimu raised his eyebrows and asked me.
"Yan Yimu, what do you mean? Are you afraid that Xiao Wu will take it away? Those things originally belonged to Xiao Wu's family." Xuan Qing immediately shouted for me.
"Don't worry, I will definitely return it. But like Xuan Qing said, it is my family's thing after all, and I think it is necessary to ask the elders in my family to take a look." I said while biting the mutton.
"Xiao Wu, you..." Yan Yimu suddenly held my hand, "That world no longer exists, don't even think about going in to save Xinxin or anything like that."
"All my comics are gone. There's no way I can get in even if I want to. Don't worry," I answered with a smile.
Everyone continued to eat hot pot enthusiastically, but my mind was drifting to other places. The dream soul, the ominous thing, my story with it has not ended yet!